Accidents in Hugging

By: Sally White

Imagine your OTP about to say goodbye to each other. Then Person A attempts to hug Person B and Person B attempts to hug A back but ends up failing and making it awkward. Person B is embarrassed but Person A laughs it off and pulls Person B into a hug and kisses the top of B's head.

Today had been one of the best days of Isabella Garcia-Shapiro's life. Today had been her first date with Phineas Flynn.

Phineas had asked her out about a week ago. He had been so nervous, wringing his hands and his whole body trembling. She had been thrilled, quickly saying yes to him. He had promised to pick her up at 7 that Friday, said that they would go to dinner and a movie.

Isabella had been so excited that whole week, and everyone could tell. The other Fireside Girls had helped her get ready that night, choosing her outfit and curling her hair. By the time Phineas got to her house, she felt a little better and a little less nervous. Poor Phineas had literally tripped over his own feet when he had seen her. That had been a very interesting way to start their date.

Phineas had had the hardest time paying attention to the road as he drove the diner he had picked out for their date. Isabella was just so pretty in her blue dress, and her hair looked so soft, and he could smell the perfume that she was wearing. He wanted nothing more than to take her into his arms and never let her go…but this was only their first date and he figured it would freak her out if he told her that so soon.

If only he knew…

The date had gone a lot better once they were seated. They chatted about nothing and everything, and their waiter had been very kind. Phineas had paid for the meal then they ventured to the movie theater. They both agreed on a recent action flick, and to Isabella's delight it has some romance in it. It was mostly fighting, though, much to Phineas' delight. They both liked the movie and they chatted about it as they drove home.

Neither of them wanted the date to end, but they lived just across the street from each other so it wasn't like they would never see each other again. Phineas had parked in his driveway and walked her across the street to her house.

They both stood in front of her door, feeling awkward and not sure how to proceed. It wasn't like they had never said good night before, but this was their first as a couple. Phineas shuffled his feet, his hands in his pockets as he looked down at the stoop. Isabella gripped her handbag, swallowing shallowly.

"Well…I guess this is it," she murmured, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

"Yeah…" The red-head glanced up at her, reaching one hand up to run it through his hair.

The Mexican-Jewish girl looked up at him, a small smile on her face. "I had a really good time tonight. I…I hope we can do this again. Soon."

He looked up at her and smiled. "We will. I promise."

She nodded, a blush coming to her cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at the door before looking back at him. "I guess I better head in."

Phineas nodded, smiling at her. He held out his arms to give her a hug good bye. Isabella grinned and went to eagerly return it.

Except her arms bumped into his. She wrinkled her nose and tried again to hug him. This time her forehead accidentally bumped against his chin. She let out a quiet wine and leaned up on her tippy toes to try again. But her head nearly crashed into his nose, causing him to cry out and grab it.

"Oh my gosh, Phineas!" Isabella's face was bright red, her hands waving in front of him with embarrassment and horror. "I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"

"I'm okay," he managed to wheeze out, both hands over his nose. "It's not bleeding."

She groaned and buried her face in her hands. "I'm so sorry! I guess I'm just no good at this."

Phineas' eyes went wide and he reached over to pull her hands away from her face. "Hey hey, it's okay! Don't be upset, Izzy."

She looked up at him, blinking in confusion. "Izzy?"

Now it was his turn to blush. "Ah, yeah…it's kind of what I call you in my head. Is that okay?"

She nodded, her face still red. "It's fine. I like it." She bit her lip. "I'm really sorry about hurting you."

He laughed softly and shook his head. "It's fine. Accidents happen." He pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her.

She buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her scarlet-colored face. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him back just at tightly as he was hugging her. "I guess so."

He smiled and leaned down to press his lips to her hair. She felt it and squeaked softly in surprise, burying her face deeper into his chest. He swayed them both gently side to side, in a sort of pseudo slow dance. She lifted her head to look up at him, her cheeks red and her eyes bright. He brought a hand up to gently tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. She hoped that he would kiss her, but instead he just gave her another squeeze before letting go.

"I'll see you later, okay?" He pecked her forehead then jogged back across the street.

Isabella sighed dreamily as she went inside, practically floating up to her bedroom.

It was truly a night to remember, despite a little embarrassment.